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Moonlight Shining
By Amanda H
Late Sunday evening Harry sat in front of the burning fire. Ron and Hermione were "out" and Amy was
studying or sleeping in the dorms. He
stared into the orange blaze. The
flames licked the burnt wood.
"What is wrong with me!" He
yelled aloud in the empty Common Room. He slammed his fist into the soft arm of the couch. "I just don't understand!" He sighed, closing his eyes. The image of a soft red-haired girl,
laughing, flashed across his eyes. He
opened them quickly, but the image lingered in his mind.
"Why can't I stop thinking of you?" He asked. "What is all this
about? I've never felt this way
before." He closed his eyes again and
let the image cover his vision. She
laughed and smiled. His vision whirled
to the train station, his first time on the Hogwart's Express. Ginny's childish smiled flashed. Her eyes sparkled against her flushed
face. She had grown up so much since
then.
"I've always loved her." He
murmured, almost inaudible. Someone
behind him couched quietly. He whipped
his head around to see Ginny standing behind him. His eyes widened in shock. Her red hair fell softly around her pale face. Her soft brown eyes gleamed with compassion and unshed
tears. Her slim figure wore a blue silk
nightgown, with spaghetti straps.
"How, how, long have you been standing there?" He asked in a horse whisper.
"Not long." She replied, moving
around the couch and sat down in the space beside him. Harry blushed as his heart raced. He was so close to this beautiful creature.
"I have to talk to you." She
said, looking right at him. Her eyes
were sparkling pools of brown.
"Alright. And I you, but you go
first." He replied, wondering exactly
what she had heard him say.
"Okay." She took a deep breath
and broke his gaze, now staring intently at her hands. "Harry, Harry I love you. I always have." Harry opened his mouth to speak. Ginny lifted a hand and pressed it gently to his lips. "Just listen." She removed her hand. He
was left with a tingling sensation where she had touched him.
"I have always loved you, but I know you don't feel the same way. I must be very annoying and I've decided
that if you don't love me then I love you enough to leave you alone. So just say it, Harry, and I'll leave you,
and Amy, alone. For good." She concluded. Her gaze fluttered momentarily to his eyes, them back to her
lap. A single tear creased her face.
"Ginny," He began, taking her hand in his. She didn't look up. He
lifted one hand and raised her chin so she was looking in his eyes.
"Ginny, I love you." He
said. Another tear slipped from her
eye, closely followed by a third.
"Don't do this to me Harry. No
you don't." She said, attempting a
smile, but more tears simply streamed from her eyes.
"Ginny, I've been a moron. I
couldn't handle it so I've buried everything I've ever felt about you. I just couldn't accept it. Everyone I've ever loved has died
Ginny. I love you."
"Harry, I know you too well." Ginny said, shaking her head, her gaze returned to her lap.
"Ginny," He said. She lifted her
head and he stared right into her warm brown eyes. "You have no idea." She
started to voice a response, but Harry leaned over and kissed her lightly on
the lips. He leaned back, but she
remained unmoved, staring at his in shock.
"Harry. . ." She whispered so
lightly a breeze would have carried her words away. Harry pressed a gentle finger to her lips and leaned
forward. This time she leaned into him
and they met in a passionate kiss. Hinny's world reeled. Here she
sat, kissing possibly the most famous boy in the wizarding world, the boy she
loved, and he just said he loved her! She kissed him more passionately, realizing the emotion pouring out of
him. Years of sadness and longing,
denial and love. Her world spun
again. They moved closer together as
Harry ran his hands through her hair. She ran her hands over his strong muscular back. His kisses grew more and more intense. Ginny tried to return his passion. She was burning inside. He wrapped his arms gently around her neck
and leaned back. She was pulled on top of him. It felt so good to be close to him. To feel his chest rise and fall heavily with his gasping breathes. She ran her hands down his arms and lifter
her body slightly to run them across his chest. He sighed heavily and continued to kiss her.
Ginny felt her world tumble again, but this time it was because they were
falling off the couch. She fell hard on
her back, knocking the wind out of her. Harry wrapped his arms around her shoulders and rolled over so she was
on top again.
"OH! He knows exactly how I
feel!" She thought,
kissing him harder and rolling over again. They were dangerously close to the fire. Ginny could feel it burning warm on her back. Harry must have noticed too and a drip of
sweat fell from his face. It landed on
her cheek. He shifted his kisses to her
cheek and kissed it off. She smiled and chewed his ear lob while his face was
turned. Harry rolled off and over. Ginny went with him. Her kissed moved to his lightning scar.
It was scorching and burning like fired under her lips. He sighed heavily, holding back a moan. She continued and he rolled over again. She
moved with him and they continued. A
few seconds later she whacked her back into the side of the couch. Harry rolled the other way, closer to the
fire, still kissing her fervently.
"Ginny." He breathed softly in
her ear.
"Oi! Gin? Are you over. . . . BLOODLY HELL!!!!!!!!"
